Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You might want to put that one in your Rolodex.

The traffic out there is just horrendous.

What a touching moment.

I'm suddenly so disoriented.

That's a credit report, Mom.

Clear as a bell.

Chris, you look nothing like this guy.

Oh, I hope you don't mind.

Well, for openers, you're not my real mother and father.

What a great idea.

And you've got to tell somebody.

Yeah, but then we'd be gypped out of precious moments like these.

God, Dad, that's fiendish.

Not for the first couple of weeks.

I'm so embarrassed.

Now, hold on to your bonnets.

So promise, OK?

Okay, Mr. Numismatic.

Put them together.

Your son Emmett is home.

You know what I mean.

And please, don't try to stop me.

Larry, it all makes sense.

That's the receipt from the Amish baby bonnet we bought for you years ago, and this must be the nice Amish couple we bought it from.

It's an old Playboy magazine.